Chapter 160

Lu Ziming looked at the mountain stronghold on the hillside. The green everywhere was dotted with white clouds. A long and narrow silver belt flew down 3000 feet. It fell from the hillside into the bottomless valley. The dense fog rose and shrouded the whole mountain stronghold. This is Wang Zhao's home.

Vehicles can't pass through the mountain stream at all. A winding path is hidden on the rocky ridge. Wang Zhao said that his ancestors settled their home on the hillside in order to escape the war. After a long time, they took root here.

"The scenery here is really good, with beautiful mountains and rivers. One day I will choose to stay here," Hu Wei took the initiative to talk with Wang zhaopan, revealing the meaning of pursuit both inside and outside.

Qin Feng stared at the houses on the hillside. It was very disharmonious and said, "in addition to the good scenery, people can live there!"

Lu Ziming smiled and bowed his head to continue on his way.

The winding path has been dug by countless generations of people. It can just accommodate two people and walk in line. Wooden fences are also set on both sides to prevent people from falling into the deep valley from the mountain road.

"Wang Hao, are you afraid?" Hu Wei began to play emotion cards.

Along the way, no zombie was found on the road, not to mention the living. Instead, many scattered items were found. There were dried and blackened blood stains on the stones and grass, suggesting that unknown killings had taken place here.

The mountain wind reverberated among the open mountains with a roar from the mountain stream, scattered Wang Zhao's 3000 green silk, and confused her thoughts. Expectation, fear and hope were mixed with a trace of fantasy. She whispered and told back and forth in her heart all the time, "maybe, maybe, maybe, things are not as bad as imagined!"

No one knows what happened without seeing it with their own eyes. The air is still so fresh and the scenery is still so beautiful, but there is no trace of cooking smoke in the mountain village, no annoying dog barking, and no people walking on the mountain road.

A shrill scream came from the cliff above. A golden monkey made an uneasy cry on the branches of the forest, quickly disappeared in the dark woods, and followed by the scream deep in the woods.

"Bad!" Lu Ziming didn't know what was bad. A trace of uneasiness spread from the soles of his feet to his whole body: "come on! Danger, get out of here!"

The screams in the depths of the woods were disorderly and panic, and a bloody smell floated in the mountain wind. The rubble and rotten leaves on top of the head fell from the air one after another, almost hitting the four people at the foot of the mountain.

"What sound?" Hu Wei looked up nervously, and his body was tightly attached to the rock wall. Too many strange things made people strongly alert to danger, and any abnormality would make people uneasy.

"Shh! Don't make a noise. Let's look at the situation first". There is an open space in front of us. We haven't determined where the danger comes from. All four people don't want to be exposed to the danger.

In a moment, the voice on his head gradually disappeared, and everything returned to calm, leaving only a faint blood in the air.

"The monster may be gone. When we walk along the cliff and cross the open space in front, we don't stop, pass quickly and hide in the rocks near the mountain". None of the monsters that can panic the golden monkey in Qinling mountain is easy to deal with. Based on the principle of caution, it's better to do more than less, and avoid if you can avoid.

"Run! I'll break the back", waved to the three people hiding in the dark, and ran straight to the open space in the mountain stream.

Qin Feng first ran out. Hu Wei covered Wang Zhao in the middle, and Lu Ziming followed closely. He held the corpse chopping knife in his hand. Under the control of consciousness, his facial features quickly spread to every subtle spatial fluctuation around him. No wind or grass can escape his capture.

It passed through the open space without danger. In front of it was a rocky boulder in troubled times, which was very convenient for several people to hide.

Just when Lu Ziming felt that he had escaped from the scope of the monster, gravel fell from the cliff behind him. Something climbed down the steep cliff. As he sprinted at high speed, he suddenly turned back, and his eyes were full of panic and uneasiness.

A huge black backed spider hangs upside down on the cliff. On its dark back, a golden thread from head to tail shines brightly. Eight hairy long legs tightly hook the gap on the cliff. A bright, slender white line as thick as small fingers hangs from the top of the cliff. The white line is full of large and small black backed spiders.

It's not that he hasn't seen a spider. The black backed spider's body suddenly magnified hundreds of times. Its head and abdomen are half the size of a billiard table. With eight strong long legs, it looks like a mechanical monster in science fiction. Eight single eyes were shining green, and a bloody monkey head was hung on a pair of claws in front of the mouthpiece. They kept sucking the milky white brain of the monkey, flowing green mucus along the mouthpiece of the black backed spider, dripping on the rock and sending out "squeaky" corrosion bubbles.

What's more frightening is that there are large and small spiders around the black backed spiders. The smallest spiders are the size of a child. Around them are vertical spider threads, which fall silently from the top of the cliff to the ground, revealing sharp and spiny claws towards the four people hiding behind the boulder.

"Run!" there are too many black backed spiders, especially the huge black backed spider. Its attack power should reach level 4. You don't have to think about it. It's not something you can deal with.

The retreat has been blocked by the black backed spider, "running up the mountain". Lu Ziming doesn't believe that the speed of the black backed spider on the narrow and curved mountain road will be faster than that of four people.

A black backed spider the size of Lu Ziming fell directly from the cliff and just landed on a boulder. Its claws suddenly opened, and a viscous liquid was sprayed from its mouth, which entangled Wang Zhao's legs while running. Wang Zhao suddenly lost his center of gravity, hit Hu Wei who pulled himself, and the two fell into the gap of the boulder.

"Go to hell, monster!" the submachine gun in Qin Feng's hand spewed out flames and accurately hit the mouthparts of the black backed spider. The black backed spider waved sharp claws, but found that it could not stop the raindrops of bullets. Bullets were shot in from the mouthparts of the black backed spider. The light green liquid splashed everywhere, and the boulders under him burst into smoke, The black backed spider struggled and fell off the boulder.

"Woo..." the huge black backed spider made a sad sound. Eight long legs anxiously stepped on the cliff wall. The hard rock "Susu" fell, revealing the sadness and pain only when relatives died in one eye.

"Not good!" Qin Feng's killing of the little black backed spider obviously stimulated the pain of the huge black backed spider. The feeling of losing his parents and children made Lu Ziming's pores wet with cold sweat, and more small black backed spiders came up from all around.